


Just What You Need

by wastelandwolff



Category: Red Dead Redemption (Video Games)
Genre: Anal Fingering, Anal Sex, Bottom Javier, John just needs to let off some steam, M/M, Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Rough Sex, Top John, and Javier knows just what will help
Language: English
Status: Completed
Published: 2020-09-22
Updated: 2020-09-22
Packaged: 2021-03-07 22:53:07
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Chapters: 1
Words: 5,453
Publisher: archiveofourown.org
Story URL: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26595544
Author URL: https://archiveofourown.org/users/wastelandwolff/pseuds/wastelandwolff
Summary: John gets a little worked up and frustrated and Javier has just the thing for him to work out those feelings.
Relationships: Javier Escuella/John Marston
Comments: 1
Kudos: 36





	Just What You Need

**Author's Note:**

> He knew what John needed, he always knew. Arguably he knew John better than most of the camp and sometimes even better than John himself.
> 
> “You wanna let off some steam, hm?” Javier spoke softly, leaning into John’s space.
> 
> \--
> 
> I haven't written a fic that I wanted to publish since 2012 and this is my first attempt at writing smut so pls forgive me.

It wasn’t unusual to hear raised voices in camp, especially in the evenings after one too many drinks. But recently it seemed to be at all hours of the day between John and Abigail regardless of whether drinks were involved or not. Javier could hear them now as he sat on the old cot in John’s tent, waiting for the bickering outside to finish. They had planned this quiet evening between themselves and Javier had managed to sneak into John’s empty tent without being noticed, waiting for John as he lay himself out on the questionably stained cot. And since John had taken a little longer than expected, he had already found himself fumbling with the buttons of his pants, his hand slipping down to take hold of his cock and lazily stroke himself as he waited. 

The yelling and arguing outside finally came to a halt and Javier could already hear John’s heavy footsteps stomping towards the tent and Javier secretly hoped his sour mood wouldn’t ruin their evening. Maybe it would mean he would have to take it in a different direction than planned. John pushed the tent flaps open, letting them fall closed behind him as he stood for a moment, his brows furrowed so much that Javier almost joked about his face sticking like that. Though recently it seemed to be permanently stuck like that anyway. It took him a moment and a deep sigh before John layed eyes on Javier lying invitingly on his cot, his hand moving slowly and casually up and down his half hard length. Despite his mood, the sight alone was enough to have his own cock twitching in his pants and it didn’t go unnoticed by Javier. But still, John made no move to join him.

“Are you waiting for a formal invitation?” Javier teased with raised eyebrows. But he didn’t get a laugh, not even so much as a smile from John. Instead he got another frustrated sigh.

“That woman...I-I don’t...I can’t…” he started, tension and frustration clear in the way his shoulders tensed and he couldn’t quite manage to get his words out. Javier sighed quietly from where he lay, looking up at John almost sympathetically. Almost. It wasn’t as though John didn’t deserve half the tongue lashing he got, he hadn’t exactly been father of the year. And Javier had tried, in his own way, to encourage the man to step up to the role more but it had never ended well. And clearly now wasn’t the time for Javier to attempt any lectures in parenting. They had other plans for this evening after all. 

The cot creaked slightly as he stood, his hand still stroking his dick slowly. He knew what John needed, he always knew. Arguably he knew John better than most of the camp and sometimes even better than John himself.

“You wanna let off some steam, hm?” Javier spoke softly, leaning into John’s space, his eyes studying the taller man’s furrowed expression. 

That was all it took for John to be on him, both hands grabbing Javier’s face and pulling him into a heated, open mouthed kiss. It was a little clumsy, teeth scraping and John almost missing Javier’s mouth at one point but he didn’t mind, even when he almost lost his footing with how forcibly John was kissing him. Desperate and needy as though the air he needed to breathe was between Javier’s lips. John needed no prompting before his hands were on Javier’s waist, pushing him backwards until the back of his legs hit the cot, and they went down on the dangerously creaking bed. 

John paused briefly in his desperate kissing to crawl on top of Javier’s prone body, a firm hand in the centre of Javier’s chest keeping him pressed to the cot. Javier had always admired John’s hands, how big they were especially splayed out against his chest like this, not enough force to keep him down if he tried but he didn’t need to, he wouldn’t try to move or stop where this was going. 

Javier could feel John’s hard cock pressed against his thigh already, felt the other man’s hips roll occasionally followed by a low groan in the back of his throat against Javier’s lips. His own cock trapped between them, the friction against John’s pants almost uncomfortable without something to make it smoother, but he didn’t mind much. It had been longer than either would have preferred since they’d had hands on each other and clearly John was feeling it. There was no better solution for that feeling of pent up frustration and annoyance and Javier was more than willing to give it to him. 

John wasted no time as his hands went straight to the already lowered waistband of Javier’s pants, shoving them down further to his ankles. Still that furrowed brow and look of anger on his face, as though he was even angry at Javier’s pants for being there. Lifting his legs, he made it easier for the other man to slip them off and soon they were tossed on the dusty floor of the tent, regardless of any protests Javier may have about it.

“Spit.” John spoke low and firmly, holding his hand up to the other man’s mouth. Obidently, Javier looked up at him as he spat in his hand, a warm flush rising to his cheeks already. It wasn’t as though they hadn’t done this before, but something about the way John spoke when he could muster an ounce of authority went straight to Javier’s cock every time. Made a wave of arousal ripple through his body.

Wrapping his spit-covered hand around Javier’s length, John began to move his hand firmly and quickly with his frown still in place, though now it seemed to be more in concentration than annoyance. At the contact, Javier gasped softly, his hips jerking unexpectedly at the pace of John’s hand. It was quick and fast and Javier had already worked himself up while waiting for John,it didn’t take much to get him almost fully hard. Biting his lip, he glanced down to watch John’s hand work over his cock expertly, precum leaking out already. He wouldn’t give the taller man the satisfaction of his moaning, not yet anyway. But it was hard not to let some noise slip out as John’s hand twisted at the tip, swiping up the precum that had gathered there before sliding his hand back down his cock again, working his quick pace that left Javier gasping at the sensation around his dick.

Sitting back on his haunches, John didn’t stop working Javier’s cock even as his other hand came to undo his own pants, suspenders shrugged off his shoulders as his fingers worked the buttons. Only then did he take his hand away from Javier in order to work his own pants off, not even bothering with his boots as he kicked his pants off over them and tossed them onto the dusty floor next to Javier’s. 

And with that John was back on top of him, their mouths crashing together again as John’s tongue swiped the inside of Javier’s mouth in the most obscene and nasty way that only John would do and only Javier would love. Their cocks sliding against each other between them, eased by precum and saliva. With some contact finally on his dick John couldn’t help letting out a low moan, burying his face against Javier’s neck as he rolled his hips firmer, dragging another groan out from the man beneath him. His fingers gripping Javier’s waist tightly as he held him, grinding their cocks together a few times with a low moan each time. 

John didn’t need to look at what he was doing or stop moving his hips in order to lean over the side and reach under the cot, grabbing a well used bottle of oil that was already half empty. Javier would have usually made some teasing comment about it or about what John had gotten up to with the rest of it if he had been in a lighter mood but he knew his teasing would be lost on him tonight.

Reluctantly John leant up and stopped his grinding for a few moments, popping the cap on the bottle and slicking his fingers up in the oil. Just watching him made Javier’s cock twitch where it lay leaking steadily against his stomach, imagining how those long fingers would feel inside of him. He sat up slightly to watch but John’s other hand was back on his chest and pushing him down again without so much as looking up. Javier wondered secretly if John knew how much it got to him when he was in a mood like this. Pent up, angry, frustrated and using Javier as he pleased to take out those feelings. It was their little arrangement whenever John had these moods and Javier had no complaint at all letting his love take and use him as he liked. And it certainly saved the others the trouble of having to deal with John’s foul moods for the rest of the evening.

The bottle was capped and left on the bed as John leant forward again, his first finger circling the rim of Javier’s sensitive hole as the smaller man spread his legs eagerly. Their eyes met for a moment as John’s oil slicked finger pressed against the tight ring of muscle, pausing for a moment to silently check whether this was comfortable enough for him to carry on. Javier didn’t even realise he was holding his breath as he gave a small nod, biting his lip in anticipation. 

With that, John pushed past the ring of tight muscle with his finger, causing Javier to gasp quietly at the intrusion as welcomed as it was. Even biting his lip couldn’t hide the quiet noise that was almost a whine as the feeling of John’s long finger pushing into him. Despite the fact that very few words were exchanged between the two men, John watched Javier’s face carefully as he worked him open with his finger and could tell all he needed to from the other man’s expressions. Javier’s head tilted back as he let out small breathy groans with each push and twist of John’s finger inside him. But John’s impatience was already beginning to show as his second finger pushed against the tight muscle, the oil helping with the tightness but it still caused a quiet wince from Javier at the stretch. Javier’s breath hitched for a moment as John carried on working him open with two fingers, stretching his hole out and drinking in the sight of Javier below him, his hips twitching and lifting slightly against the movements, eager for more.

The real treat came when John angled his fingers upwards slightly, pressing against the bundle of nerves that caused Javier to arch his back and let out a less than quiet moan, a wave of heat coursing through him and pooling in his stomach already.

“Fuck, John- ah!” he whined out as John continued to move his fingers quickly, that same fast and firm pace from when he had been jerking him off, those long digits pressing against his sweet spot over and over until he saw colours exploding behind his eyes. 

“You’re gonna make me...ah- finish before we’ve started.” Javier breathed out between pleasured groans. All he got in response was a quiet grunt in agreement from John before slowly he pulled his fingers out, Javier’s hole tensing around the sudden emptiness with a quiet whine, already missing the feeling of being full. 

Javier only had a few moments to catch his breath before John was reaching for the oil again and slicking up his cock, though he hardly needed much thanks to the amount of precum he was leaking already. He had always been messy and it often worked out in his favour such as now. Javier lay back as his thighs fell apart further, watching John work his hands over his slick cock, watching the way his breathing hitched as he squeezed his cock just right. 

Then John’s firm hands were back on Javier, gripping his thighs and pushing his legs apart to fit himself between them, the head of his cock pressing against Javier’s stretched out hole. The anticipation had Javier almost feeling giddy. It had been a while since John had fucked him and he had to admit he had secretly been longing for it again. John’s brows furrowed in concentration again as he slowly pushed in, the tight muscle now a little looser as he slipped in, eased by the oil. Even with his prep Javier still gasped at the stretch of his hole around John’s cock, letting out a low moan as he felt himself being opened up slowly, feeling each inch of John’s length filling him until the taller man’s hips were flush against him. He heard the way John let out a satisfied sigh at the feeling of sinking into the slick wet heat of Javier’s ass, bottoming out already. John may not have been particularly thick but he certainly was long and Javier already felt full beyond his limits and they hadn’t even begun moving.

With a slight shuffle John placed his hands either side of Javier, his eyes closed as he enjoyed the feeling of simply being inside the other man. The warm heat around his cock already caused him to groan quietly at each tiny movement. Javier found his hands roaming up John’s arms, coming to rest on his shoulders as he looked up at the taller man above him.

“C’mon, you need this.” he spoke softly, canting his hips up slightly to encourage the other to start moving.

That slight movement was all it took and John was leaning down slightly, pulling out almost fully before bottoming out once again with a lot more force than the first time. It took Javier by surprise, unable to hold back the surprised moan at the feel of being full and the strength behind John’s thrust. John wasted no time, taking Javier’s invitation and began moving his hips firmly and not all that slow either. Each movement dragged out a grunt or a moan from him, wordlessly pumping his cock into Javier’s ass with a little more strength each time. 

It had been far too long since Javier felt himself stretched open like this as he clung to John’s shoulders, having to bite his lip to keep himself from making too much noise but oh it was difficult. John’s cock reaching places inside him that his fingers never could, causing him to writhe and gasp with each firm and fast thrust. It was overwhelming and overstimulating in the best possible way, letting his body relax and allowing John to move him and use him however he wanted.

“Ah- fuck, yeah, that’s it baby…” Javier moaned out quietly, his hips moving up to meet John’s firm thrusts, his legs falling apart further, feeling his body opening up for the taller outlaw. 

Javier had been right of course, this was exactly what John needed. A much better way for him to work out his frustrations and irritation than drinking or causing any more arguments. Clearly John thought so too with how he pounded into Javier, fucking him into the creaking bed and chasing his own pleasure desperately. And Javier’s gentle encouragement only encouraged him further as he placed both hands on the back of Javier’s thighs, pushing his legs up to his chest as though he were folding him in half. Javier almost complained about the position for a moment until he felt John thrust into him again and the head of his cock press against that perfect spot that sent pleasure and heat pulsing through him, causing his head to fall back and mouth to fall open, a higher pitched moan than he expected slipping out.

“Hnnn- fuck! Fuck, John, right there, that’s- ah!” Javier’s voice cracked with another choked moan as he felt John’s dick ram into his prostate with each heavy thrust. The cot beneath them was creaking almost as loud as Javier was moaning and both of them were past the point of caring whether they were overheard. John could feel the way Javier’s inner walls tensed around his cock with each brush against his sweet spot, causing the taller man to moan a little louder too. His hair had fallen across his face, stuck to his sweaty cheeks as he gripped Javier’s thighs tighter and set a more punishing pace.

Javier felt as though he was being split apart as John’s cock reached so deep inside him he swore he could feel it in his stomach. Maybe even feel it in there if he put his hand on his abdomen and pressed down. It hurt slightly but in the best way possible and in a way he would have begged for again and again. His fingers gripped onto John’s arms, nails digging into the pale flesh and scratching red lines down from his shoulders. How typical that it only made John practically growl, leaning forward more and Javier thought for a moment he would break with his knees almost by his head. Wasn’t even aware his body could bend in such a way and whilst it wasn’t the comfiest position, the feeling of John’s cock reaching that deep inside of him made it worth it. 

John’s hair fell across Javier’s face as he leant down to him, the noise of skin slapping against skin and the slick sound of his cock sliding in and out of his ass were obscene but were no match for the noises being pulled out of Javier. His legs had already begun shuddering as his encouraging words became mixed with slurred spanish, his brain and body too overstimulated to worry about trying to speak words John knew. Besides, it wasn’t hard to figure out what he was saying.

“Fuck- fuck you feel so good…” John choked out against Javier’s neck, somehow managing to maintain his relentless pace as his cock moved a lot easier in and out of Javier’s well used hole, now loosened up with cum and oil and stretched out fully around John’s length. 

Shifting slightly, Javier hooked his legs over John’s shoulders as his whole body shuddered and writhed in a perfect mix of pleasure and pain as he felt that familiar heavy heat pool in his stomach and lower. Between the two of them, John was often the one making noises that caused the camp dog to howl along with him. But tonight it was Javier who had his head tilted back moaning loud enough to be heard in the next state over. 

“Ay dios- John, please- ah, please don’t stop- fuck!” his fingernails dug into John’s shoulders hard enough to leave crescent moon shaped marks and it only fueled John on further, returning the favour by leaning down to Javier’s neck and running his tongue along the sweaty skin. With a whimper Javier shivered at the wet feeling of John’s tongue against him, his face flushing somehow even further. But it was John’s teeth against his skin that caused him to cry out when the man sunk his teeth into his neck with a noise that almost sounded like a snarl. 

“Ay! Johnnn...” Javier whined and whimpered, a little more high pitched than intended but it turned into a long moan as John sucked and nipped at the skin between his teeth, the pace of his hips still not relenting. John grunted and groaned against the other man’s neck as he felt Javier clench around his cock, knowing that John was the type to bite and scratch and claw his way to an orgasm. Javier winced at the fact John didn’t let go right away, as though he were using the bite to leverage himself as he continued to pound Javier into the cot. Just before it became too painful John finally let go, running his tongue over the dark bruise that had already formed and would no doubt continue to grow over the rest of the evening. The bastard hadn’t even done it low enough to hide it easily. Though the noise coming out of John’s tent made it perfectly clear to everyone what was happening behind those canvas walls.

He knew John well enough to know when he was getting close. The way his thrusts became quicker and more desperate, eagerly chasing the release he so desperately needed. Javier’s own cock was throbbing and aching where it lay, dribbling precum steadily onto his stomach and twitching whenever John hit his prostate with a particularly firm thrust. But he could get to that in a moment, wanting to help push John over the edge and watch him come undone above him. 

“That’s it John, c’mon baby you’re so close. Ah- yeah, that’s it…” he moaned softly against the side of John’s head as John’s quick movements stuttered slightly. He could feel the taller man shaking above him, his arms barely keeping him up much longer but too desperate for his release to try and stop or reposition. Each soft encouraging word had John panting and whining and grunting, choked moans as he felt his pleasure building in the pit of his stomach. 

“Fuck Javi, I’m gonna- please, I’m-” he managed to whine, clinging on to Javier below him desperately as he thrust into his stretched out hole.

“That’s it- ah, cum in me John, please. Wanna feel you.” Javier panted out, clinging to John in equal desperation, looking up at the outlaw above him, wanting to watch his face as he came undone. 

And he didn’t have long to wait after his pleading as he felt John’s hips stutter and his body falter. John choked out a loud moan that almost sounded like a sob as he came buried deep inside him. Javier shivered and whined softly, having to bite his lip in an attempt to stifle his noise as he felt John’s cock pulse and throb inside him as spurts of hot cum filled his ass. John had always been one to make a mess and this time was no different as the taller man shuddered through the aftershocks of his pleasure, his cock twitching inside Javier’s sensitive walls. 

“Fuck Javi…” John panted out, breathing heavily as he stayed still for a few moments, trying to catch his breath before he started to move his hips again, slow and small thrusts, his overly sensitive dick causing him to whine at the sensation. 

“There you go, that’s a good boy.” Javier cooed softly, one hand coming up to tuck John’s greasy hair back behind his ear, gazing fondly up at the man’s sweaty flushed face, enjoying the half lidded look of pure bliss on his face and finally a small smile on his lips at the praise. Javier’s other hand reached between them and stroked his own cock that was almost painfully throbbing and desperate to be touched, swiping up the copious amount of precum and slicking his cock with it as he jerked himself off. John finally lowered Javier’s legs from his shoulders, allowing the man to stretch out slightly as he continued to move slowly and deep in his cum slicked hole, his spend leaking out of the sides and onto the already stained cot. 

Javier wrapped his legs around John’s skinny waist, clinging to him and encouraging him to keep moving, riding out the last few waves of his pleasure slowly with soft quiet moans. He could tell the other man was tired from the way his arms were shaking from holding himself up but Javier was determined to keep him upright until they were both finished. 

With his hands either side of Javier’s head, John continued to slowly slide his cock in and out of Javier’s stretched and used hole with soft whimpers and obscene wet noises, glancing down to see the mess he had made of his lover, biting his lip at the sight of his own cum slicking his cock whenever he pulled out slightly. 

“Always such a messy boy.” Javier teased lightly, gasping quietly as his thumb swiped the tip of his own cock at the same time as John pushing back in a little deeper, his cock just rubbing up against his prostate and sending a ripple of heavy heat through his body and settling in his lower stomach.

“Ay- fuck. Again, just like that, please…” Javier gasped, the pace of his own hand quickening on his cock. Despite how tired John was, he gripped the bedding of the cot and began to move his hips once again though this time with a lot less frustration and anger and desperation. This time it was slower and deeper but still firm as his cock brushed against Javier’s prostate.

“Yeah, yeah like that just like- ah! Keep going, John.” Javier moaned again, feeling his thighs beginning to quiver around John’s waist. He could feel the other man’s cum easing the movement of his cock inside of him, creating a sticky kind of heat and that had his cock twitching in his hand. John was panting hard still, his eyes fixed on Javier, watching him come apart below him just as Javier had watched him earlier. 

“Like that?” John spoke softly and Javier wasn’t sure if he was asking if he was enjoying it or if he was doing it right but either way the answer was a yes and an enthusiastic nod. 

“Close…” Javier panted as he worked his hand over his leaking cock quickly, canting his hips up slightly for John and it was just the right angle as the taller man pushed up against the spot inside him firmly and deep enough to finally push him over the edge. With a shout and a moan of John’s name as though it was a prayer, Javier’s hand faltered as he came across his stomach, spurts of hot cum coating himself as his body shook and shivered through his orgasm. 

John couldn’t help his own moan watching the man he loved come undone underneath him with his own cock still buried in his ass, feeling the way Javier clenched around his dick as he rode out the waves of his pleasure, his hand still moving slightly until he had milked out every last drop. 

They stayed like that for a few moments, each of them panting hard as they gazed at each other through blissful looks, neither one of them wanting to move just yet. John’s cock finally started to soften inside Javier but still made no move to pull out just yet. Instead, he did something that Javier had often done to him and he fancied returning the favour. Running a long finger down Javier’s chest and to his stomach, he swiped up the sticky mess Javier had made on his own stomach, coating his fingers in it before pressing them against Javier’s lips tentatively. There was hesitation from John for a moment, wondering if this was only okay when Javier did it to him. But there was no hesitation from the smaller man as he parted his lips and took John’s fingers into the warm wetness of his mouth with a soft moan, sucking and licking them clean of his own cum with no complaint about the bitter, salty taste. Javier’s half closed eyes were dark as he gazed back up at John, eagerly working his tongue around the rough skin of John’s fingers. It sent another wave of warmth through the taller man as he felt Javier’s tongue flick around his digits expertly and he couldn’t help but remember all those times his tongue had moved around his cock.

John let his spit covered fingers trail out of his mouth, strings of saliva linking his finger with Javier’s lips until he ran them along his chin and down to his neck, admiring the darkening bruise he had left on the other man. He almost chuckled to himself, trying to not look too pleased with himself either at how much of a hard time Javier would have covering that up. 

Finally John rested his hands on Javier’s thighs, slowly pulling his softened cock out of Javier’s abused hole with a wet sound that made them both flush a little more. A moment later, Javier whined as he felt the rest of John’s cum leaking out of him, his hole clenching around the emptiness that now filled him instead. John couldn’t help but stare at the way his own spend leaked out of Javier’s puffy red ass, biting his lip at the sight of it.

“Jesus…” he breathed, putting his hands on Javier’s ass and spread his cheeks apart to admire the way the hot sticky liquid was leaking out of him. He heard another quiet whine in response from Javier who, for once, almost looked embarrassed, his face burning at being so spread open and exposed like this as though John hadn’t just had his cock buried in that same hole a few moments earlier. 

If either of them had been a little more awake, perhaps John would have taken the time to clean up the mess he made of the other man. And perhaps Javier would have taken the time to wipe them down and clean the stained cot or at least place a blanket over the mess left behind. But instead John gave Javier’s ass one final squeeze before flopping down beside the other man with a satisfied sigh. As Javier glanced over at the sweaty man, he noticed that finally that frown was gone as John lay there with his eyes closed and almost a soft smile on his tired face. 

Javier’s body ached in the best way. Aching between his legs where he still felt sticky and wet but too tired to do much about it right at this moment. His thighs burned from the stretch of the position but it was a satisfying burn. A lingering reminder of their evening, not that he needed any help in remembering the way John had fucked him into the cot just now.

“Just what you needed, hm?” Javier chuckled softly as he leant over and tucked John’s hair gently behind his ear. All he got in response was a nod and a tired “mhmm” with a sleepy smile. It made Javier laugh softly to himself as he stroked John’s scarred cheek with a feather light caress. He loved it when John was the one holding him down and fucking him but almost without fail the man would fall asleep right afterwards and tonight was no different. 

With a quiet but happy sigh, Javier sat up with a slight wince and a groan at the ache between his legs, pulling John’s boots off for him that he hadn’t taken the time to remove himself earlier. The tired man made no protest, only a sleepy noise of thanks as Javier dropped them on the floor. Shuffling in the creaking cot, he picked the blanket up off the dusty floor where it lay folded (thanks to Javier, of course) and tossed it over the pair of them. Clearly all their activities had taken it out of John as Javier looked back to see the scarred outlaw fast asleep next to him, quiet soft snores already as the man drooled on the pillow they had to share.

“Typical.” he scoffed with a fond smile, leaning down to gently plant a kiss to John’s sweaty forehead. He knew the pair of them would regret not cleaning up afterwards but he was in no mood to go anywhere and walking would be uncomfortable if he tried. And so he curled up next to John, a bit of a squeeze in the rickety cot but anywhere was fine if John was next to him. 

Even in his sleep, John could be needy as Javier felt an arm and a strong leg hook over him, pulling him close against him without even stirring and Javier had no protest as he rested his head underneath John’s chin, breathing in the musky scent of the other man. Maybe not the most pleasant scent but it was John and for that, Javier loved it. 

It didn’t take long for him to join John in passing out, the pair of them exhausted from the evening and before long they were both softly snoring into the night and whatever complaints the rest of the camp had about the noise of them all evening would have to wait for the morning.


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